Adam, Eve committed fault, But their son’s applause in vault; For tiny grain such havoc played, Squabbles in every house have swayed. Wars and fighting we have nourished, As they all with wheat flourished; The people when this wheat consume. Wriggling and wrangling they resume. Mother! Due to Adam’s actions, We are reaping consequences. Amaa Babe di Bhulyai Amaa babe di bhulyai Oh hun kam asade...
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